Maggie Stiefvater

Jane, how do you feel about doing something slightly illegal and definitely distasteful?” Gansey asked.

“Maybe it wouldn’t hurt if I kiss you,” he whispered. “Maybe it’s only if you kiss me.”

A realization that even if you had discovered the future, it really didn’t change how you lived in the present. They were truth, but they weren’t all of the truth.

One, stay away from boys, because they were trouble. And two, stay away from Aglionby boys, because they were bastards

Not the currently dead, but the spirits of those who would die in the next twelve months

The way Gansey saw it was this: If you had a special knack for finding things, it meant you owed the world to look

Blue never grew tired of feeling particularly needed, but sometimes she wished needed felt less like a synonym for useful.

Is this how we make our way to death? Blue wondered. A stumbling fade-out instead of a self-aware finale?

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before …

— EDGAR ALLAN POE

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

— OSCAR WILDE